# Slowly Winter Sets In...

Poem By Mamta Agarwal

It’s the onset of long awaited winter,
There is a slight nip in the air.
I hear the sound of bird’s twitter
Flitting about the trees without a care.

You can let your French windows open,
And draw your drapes apart.
And let the bright rays of the Sun
Stream in and warm your heart.

I feel cosy as I pull my Jaipuri quilt,
And quietly soak in the magical morn
I don’t feel any pangs of guilt,
And take an off with a yawn.

Today I am going to skip all the news,
I decide as I sip my chamomile tea.
And leisurely just enjoy a few
Of the things that make me, me.

I put on the foot tapping tribal music,
And make a breakfast of oats and bread.
Roll up my thin bamboo chicks
And pick up comics lying unread.

This is my way to unwind
And laze on a beautiful day
I don’t over tax my mind
And just rest, enjoy and pray.

It dawns on me lying in my hammock,
One needs so little to be happy.
Then why do we say life sucks,
And feel crappy most of the days.



It’s the onset of long awaited winter,
There is a slight nip in the air.
I hear the sound of bird’s twitter
Flitting about the trees without a care.

You can let your French windows open,
And draw your drapes apart.
And let the bright rays of the Sun
Stream in and warm your heart.

I feel cosy as I pull my Jaipuri quilt,
And quietly soak in the magical morn
I don’t feel any pangs of guilt,
And take an off with a yawn.

Today I am going to skip all the news,
I decide as I sip my chamomile tea.
And leisurely just enjoy a few
Of the things that make me, me.

I put on the foot tapping tribal music,
And make a breakfast of oats and bread.
Roll up my thin bamboo chicks
And pick up comics lying unread.

This is my way to unwind
And laze on a beautiful day,
I don’t over tax my weary mind
And just rest, enjoy and pray.

It dawns on me lying in my hammock,
One needs so little to be happy.
Then why do we say life sucks,
And feel crappy most of the days?

Comments about # Slowly Winter Sets In...

its been sometime, since I felt the nip held my ginger tea cup, and took a sip its been sometime since I saw the fog and felt its cool in me all of this and much more your poem reminded me............
A very enjoyable poem. I like the line - 'enjoy a few things that make me, me.' We all need to do that, don't we? So often we get so busy we forget to just relax and enjoy ourselves and be who we are. Loved this poem, Mamta! A '10+! ' Warm Wishes, Marilyn
I like your description of lazing in a hammock....ah total bliss. Those grey cold days of winter, a longing for the sun to warm our backs. Winter for me isnt so bad anymore after I decided to live from moment to moment and not to attach them as they tick by. I can see like me you have a love of nature....now thats also bliss. Bob
Amazing. Nicely composed winter. 10 for it.
I too am feeling the morning nip for the last two days! Your poem brings out the beauty of the changing season along with your inner thougths gracefully. Happy composing! - Raj Nandy


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